Cause I\'m so fucking high
Hotboxing in you\'re black shaded windows
In the back seat
Parked in some unknown graffiti valley
Unknown feelings
Unknown touch
Talking about yourself
Your eyes are so toxic
I take a hit of the blunt
Inhale exhale
I look down on the world
Looking at me with lust
A sad little girl
He\'s looking at my body
And I\'m looking at his mind
Right in front of my eyes
I\'m so high
So high so blind
He\'s a robber in a mask
Hands up
Young and naive
Putting my hands up
On his lap
High on toxic illusions
His hands rapped around my neck
Loosing thoughts
He makes it up with a kiss
I look him in the eyes
I\'ve fallen into them to many times
Cause he\'s my whole world
And I\'m his weekends
He takes off my shirt
Petite and small
Six foot four he grips me till I\'m closer
Grabbing my hair he kisses me
Telling me he will show me a grand life
Acting all fly
Fast car sick beats
Wanna be gangsta
I see false hope